[Comprehensive] It's Frozen Jiao, not Jiao Fong

Ji Guoyuan acquiesced that a beautiful girl was by his side, maybe it was because of her identity as a ghost hunter, or maybe it was the homeless situation revealed by the girl inadvertently, no matter what the reason was, he Temporarily leave the other side.

The girl is not noisy, her temperament is calm, and most of the time she follows him without saying a word, watching his sword skills while killing ghosts, and occasionally making shots, he watches her breathing method, after the end Say a word or two of guidance.

Whenever this time, her eyes are always surprisingly bright.

Sword learning requires talent, and holding a knife also requires ability. The moment you grasp the handle of the knife, you are doomed to lose your life. This requires faith, whether it is to save people or to kill.

Fortunately, she had such an awareness, and she acted ruthlessly without hesitation.

Yuan agrees with her more.

The life of two people is much more complicated than that of one person. A wandering warrior can live alone and doesn't care about food and lodging, but he can't ask others to live like him. After a few days, he wants to take the girl to the market at the foot of the mountain to replace her. She bought some daily necessities.

"I don't need it."

Hong Dongjiao shook her head. She doesn't have any material needs, and she can live a life like this. Even if she is greedy, there are wild game all over the mountain, and a couple of them is an extra meal.

After hearing this, Yuan nodded and stopped mentioning it.

He didn't think about it too much, since the girl said she didn't need it, let's wait until she needs it.

The night the words were spoken, the accident happened.

Just after rinsing her body with cold water, she was sitting by the fire maintaining the Sun Wheel Knife. Suddenly, she felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen.

"..."

There is nothing more embarrassing than this.

Hong Dongjiao twitched the corners of her mouth, looking tired, she would have forgotten about it, in the Hero Society there were sanitary napkins, and in the Taisho era, there were also simple versions provided by the girl from Butterfly House, the dysmenorrhea was not obvious every time she came , and there was no warning, so that she forgot about it.

The young man who came back from the outside turned cold when he stepped into the door, and stepped forward quickly: "Are you injured?"

"No."

Hong Dongjiao said expressionlessly: "It's just a visit from relatives once a month."

Yuan Yi was slightly surprised: "Is your family coming to pick you up?"

The girl never mentioned that she still had a family member, and the young man only thought that they were all dead, or that they were separated. If there really were, how could they abandon her alone in this wilderness.

Did you find her?But he has not seen outsiders these two days.

He popularized the so-called female menstrual period in an electronically calm voice. The man's body gradually stiffened, but he immediately returned to his usual normal state. He turned his back and walked outside. After a while, he returned to the room and handed the She has two pieces of fabric.

"Let's deal with it tonight, and I'll take you down the mountain tomorrow."

His complexion was the same as before, but upon closer inspection, one could see that his ears were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth were a little unnaturally curved.

Outside the house, a few pieces of a good coat were missing, and it became broken, thrown in the corner at random.

Yuan Yi didn't understand at all. In his memory, his mother's health was not good. Apart from the fact that half of her body was uncomfortable and often needed to be supported to keep it stable, she also had unbearable abdominal pain every once in a while, and her body became weaker and weaker.

It's just that I have been away from home for too long, and I can't remember it for a while.

Most of the women are weak, and he left such an impression in his childhood memory.

She is also trying to be patient.

This is Hong Dongjiao's first time going down the mountain. The man opened the way in front, and she followed behind. The road in the mountain is extremely rugged. Obviously, not many people usually pass by. Weeds are overgrown along the way, and I don't know what it's like to step down. Condition.

Yuanyi stretched out his hand, motioning for her to take it.

She hesitated for a moment, then put her hands on lightly, and the two warm palms touched, but they were only touching, borrowing some strength.

A tall samurai with a beautiful girl is always eye-catching. Her face has not been modified in any way, her hair is loosely scattered behind her head, and she is wrapped in a large black robe, which looks cute.

The hair rope has been broken, and she doesn't know how to take care of her hair, so she can only use her hands to tie it together. The original outer pants and the pants of the combat uniform are stained with blood, and they have not yet dried after washing. The skirt made of simple clothes is quite uncomfortable to walk on.

Noticing the unfriendly gazes constantly cast around her, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

The man moved a few steps, blocked her behind, and blocked those malicious eyes.

The girl grabbed the hem of his loose clothes and hid her face inside.

Hong Dongjiao knows that men are tall, and they are more than 1.9 meters tall by visual inspection. In the Warring States period where the average height is less than 1.6 meters, they can be said to be giants. She herself is 1.6 meters five, which is normal by men's standards. Shengsheng is made petite.

You can't feel it when you keep a certain distance, but once you get close, the oppressive force is really not so strong.

When they came to a shop, a woman greeted them and gave them a big gift: "Master Ji Guo, everything is ready."

The man has been killing ghosts for many years, and naturally he has formed many good relationships. It is quite easy to ask for help when necessary.

Hong Dongjiao was taken to the back, and the woman waited for her to take off her outer robe, and handed her a white inner garment and a menstrual belt.

The handsome girl was a little at a loss holding these two things.

"I... don't know how to use it."

The woman smiled lightly, took the clothes back, and put them gently on the girl's shoulders: "Let me help you wear them."

"It's troublesome."

As soon as Ji Guoyuan sat on the porch in the backyard, looking up at the boundless sky, his excellent hearing was enough for him to hear the occasional birdsong in the sky. This kind of tranquility was so rare that he relaxed for a moment.

"Mr. Yuanyi..."

The man turned his head, and there was a slight wave on his face, which was usually calm.

The girl's waist-length hair was all pulled up, only two strands were picked out in front of her forehead and hung down naturally, and the rest were fixed behind her head with hairpins and buckles. The black and red kimono with small patterns was neatly placed on her On the body, the skirt is dotted with thin red plums, and the belt of the bag is decorated with spikes, which hang quietly on the side. On the feet, there are white foot bags and wooden clogs.

She just stood there quietly, and the late autumn sun hit her body, casting a gentleness on her body.

"Is it strange?"

Except for New Year's visits, she basically doesn't know how to wear kimonos on weekdays, not to mention that the kimonos at this time are much more complicated than in the future. Although they won't panic, they are always a bit restrictive for girls who are used to fighting.

"will not."

Yuanyi came over and smoothed out the wrinkles on her collar.

"only……"

He fixed his eyes on the woman behind him, and the woman gave him a gentle smile, mixed with ambiguous eyes: "Your Majesty, wearing this outfit, is even more brilliant than ordinary ladies."

How could the charming girl raised in the deep house have her aura, but in this troubled world, there are not no heroic women.

The man knows that the girl with the surname is not from an ordinary family. It is just that something happened and the family fell into decline, so she embarked on the road of no return to hunting ghosts.

"It looks good, but it's a bit inconvenient." Hong Dongjiao spun around twice, looked down for a while, the skirt fluttered with her movements, and the tassels on the top swayed slightly, reflecting the light from the warm sun.

"Wearing such a suit, I'm afraid I will stumble when using a knife."

"It's not very convenient."

Obviously she asked the woman to prepare a few ordinary men's clothes, but she decided to dress the girl up like this, and misunderstood what he meant.

If not angry, he should be unhappy.

But he didn't.

very nice.I thought of this in my heart.

"Is there any clothes for men, like Mr. Yuanyi's?" Hong Dongjiao pointed to the light clothes on the man, and said deliberately, "If you can, help me narrow down the trousers, and it will be fine if you can tighten them gone."

Otherwise, when running, the trouser legs leak air, and it is not good to use your personality to heat yourself from time to time.

"Just as she said."

Now that both of them said so, the woman stopped insisting, and took the girl back to the back room again, took off the cumbersome decorations on her head, used a wooden comb to run down the hair, dipped some grapefruit water, and brushed them all up. Tie up high so as not to block the line of sight.

"It's the first time I've seen a woman appear next to Mr. Jiguo." The woman babbled, and Hong Dongjiao listened obediently, "Back then my husband turned into a ghost and wanted to eat me and me. Son, Lord Jiguo appeared in time, rescued our mother and son, and gave us money to resettle, and opened this fabric shop, so that we would not be displaced."

"He has a good heart."

Being able to lend a helping hand to a girl whom I met for the first time, and to teach her the method of breathing without hesitation, is enough to show the noble character of a man.

Helping others without asking for anything in return, even in the heroic society, such people are rare.

"Master Ji Guo really likes you."

Taking these words as a man's approval for her, the girl nodded seriously, a little proud, and getting the approval of a strong man was the happiest thing for her.

Helped the girl put on men's decorations, and made the young samurai's favorite dress according to the current popular style, and made some changes in details according to her body shape and requirements. The wide area was sewn to make the clothes closer to the body curve.

It’s just that the kimono is originally a wide version, and the girl’s thin shoulders can’t hold it up. Even the smallest size in the store looks a bit weird. The woman put some fabric on the two shoulders to support it. Lift up the whole dress to make the whole person look stiffer.

Green pine and bamboo, elegant young man.

I taught the young girl how to use the menstruation belt. The girl dressed as a teenager stood next to the man. Although her face was still a bit charming, it could be explained by using the appearance of a boy and a girl.

It's just that this is even more strange. The tall and handsome samurai is carrying the petite and beautiful boy. No matter how you look at it, you can feel that the two have an ulterior relationship.

In this troubled world where men and women are normal, some people might peep secretly.

The woman sent the two to the door, but secretly handed the man a package. He took it puzzled, and opened a corner, revealing the expensive fabric intertwined with black and red.

Weighed it, the weight is not light, obviously there are other accessories inside.

The woman smiled softly: "There will always be a day when it will be useful."

He hesitated for a moment, but nodded and accepted it.

The author has something to say: I am like an old mother looking forward to a sweet love every day, waiting for these handsome guys to compete for my Jiaojiao

There was an error in the year number in the previous chapter, and it has been revised.

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

12 bottles for the small ones; 10 bottles of I am Zhuang Hua's brain-dead powder; 5 bottles of minkutan; 1 bottle of Ran Ranran;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!